Formerly "The Blind Chatelaine's Poker Poetics". Performed from Galatea's mountain -- where nature, art, poetry and wine converge with much love -- she now goes through her keychain as if it were a rosary, unlocking doors for you. Because if Rimbaud said "I is Another," the Chatelaine shares, "Moi am all about Toi."

Elsewhere, I extend pulp fiction with continued projects with big, burly men on Galatea's mountain. Here is Gabriela next to her newly-arrived statue. But poetry says to Make it Fresh (way better than that Make it new thingie). So when one does a statue of the dawgs -- this is for Gabriela in this photo -- one doesn't want to just replicate the image. Hence, the ball beneath one paw for added charm. From this thousand-word picture, one can glean something about the artful use of metaphor, di ba?